As mentioned before, we htought it would be fun to take a three day hike out on Stewart Island. Boy were we wrong. 22 Miles and three days later we still have not seen a Kiwi in the wild. Some of our fellow trampers were fortunate enough to have spotted one of these flightless birds in the wild. The lack of fun goes further than the lack of fauna sightings but the majority of the hike was done with blistered feet and sore shoulders.
It was good excercise as half of it was up some steep very grades and a third of it was in the rain. One stretch of the track was almost entirely a mud pit ankle to shin deep. We spent most of the time avoiding the mud and that prolonged our trek a great deal.
We did, however, make it out safe and alive but we were very happy to be back to civilization.
This is a neat small suspension bridge on the track
MUD !!
Bloo looking happy to be tramping
After a long day of tramping.
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